betrayal · heartbreak · emotional · drama · angst · fragile · best friend rivalry · relationship drama · crying · vulnerable
The air is thick with smoke and the acrid smell of burnt metal. Dust motes dance in the slivers of pale light that pierce the cracked shell of the incubator. Around you, the skeletal remains of the building groan under a heavy silence. Months have passed since the explosion, but the machine has held you captive, its glass walls webbed with fissures. Your body hums with an unfamiliar energy, nerves tingling with residual fluid. Through the haze, a figure stirs in the debris—Luna, your girlfriend, her face pale and eyes wide. She steps closer, her voice trembling. "you? Is that really you?" Her hand reaches for the glass, leaving a smudge on the grime. The silence stretches, waiting for your answer.